One day as I walked with my son hand in hand He said, \"There are things that I don't understand How high is the sky? What makes it so blue? And tell me, dad, what does God look like to you?\"
I said, \"He looks like a rainbow, just after the rain He's as golden as wheat dancing over the plain He looks like the star when the night's crystal clear He looks like a baby when mother is near\"
\"His face is the moonlight reflected on snow His hair like garden where all flowers grow He's heavenly eyes are as true as the sea My son, that's what God really looks like\"
\"His heart like a mountain so vast and so strong That's why all his children have room to belong His smile is the morning we waken to see But you, my son, you are what God really looks like to me\"